It all started at the art contest. Kane was signing into the contest with his own work of art. He was a doll maker of sorts and he was bored enough to adventure into the realm of competition. He didn’t really care as much, all he wanted was to see something inspiring or unique enough to use for his art pieces.

He was resting his elbow on the counter. Hand in his dress pants pocket as he looked off in lala land waiting for the damn counter girl to give him back his ID after checking him in for registration. He looked over the lobby of the building. His own row of doll figures resting at his feet standing as if they were his kids.

Little did he know he caught the eye of a fellow artist. He looked like a model, that he wasn’t aware of. But he would be now. His pose unintentionally matching the assortment of dolls pose. He heard a soft click of a camera, he looked over and saw you taking pictures of not his dolls but of him. He raised his eyebrow.

“I would say take a picture it’ll last longer but you already did. What’s with the camera kid?”

He said rather bluntly.